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From the balcony of my hotel room, I watch the world go by. Where do they go? What do they think? Is this city their home, or are they weary travelers like me?
Sometimes I wish I could stay, just push it all behind me and forget my fears, but it wouldn’t give me the surcease from pain that I crave. Only he can do that.
I had hoped by now that he would realize how I felt. That he would understand. But I guess it’s not to be.
He has everyone. I’m left alone, with nothing but my thoughts.
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surcease \ SUR-sees; sur-SEES \, noun:
Cessation; stop; end.
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